REMEMBER NAIMA JAMAL? For many politicians in Europe who support the Libyan mafia and the torture camps, they will never understand or rather do not want to recognise that every life, Black, Red, White, Indian, Chinese, Arab, and Caucasian, matters and embodies the whole of humanity in its singularity. Standing beside me is Naima Jamal, who earlier this year had her life hanging between death and American dollars. Her story made headlines across the world, and one had hoped it would not only enrage people but awaken their consciousness. Yet as I speak, there are nearly a million Naima in Libya, experiencing what she went through. I met her today with a lot of emotion, remembering the sleepless nights I and the entire team of Refugees in Libya, church members, and our Holy Father Pope Francis had while trying to get her out of the hands of ruthless human traffickers. How unfortunate that our Holy Father Pope Francis did not live to see this smile. It took me nearly a year to be able to travel to Rwanda and meet her, alongside the many other victims who now find shelter in the Emergency Transit Mechanism in Rwanda. Naima has not yet healed from the trauma of torture, rape, starvation, and dehumanisation, but we are by her side and will remain with her throughout the process. He who sees the life in Naima sees it in all the children, women, and men who now hang between life and death across Libya. The meaning of our relentless fight is here in this picture and many more. We value each life and yet we are attacked and silenced. I would like to thank our comrade Don Mattia and our late Father Pope Francis for always making the Church not only a place of worship but a place of solace and fraternal love.